She’s A Sell Out

Lyrics
[Intro: Lil' Fly] Ayy 4, what you gon' say about that once-a-month bleeding bitch? You know the bitch I'm talkin' 'bout [Verse 1: Rappin' 4-Tay] I'm clownin' every silly simple Shirley Temple ass bitch 'Cause your purse is empty, bitch, you're out to get rich I ain't tryna be, I've been on the map since '83 Dip some gold ones in your face and that ass'll be on top of me Bitches tell their buddies when the dick is on hit I'm tryna reach the fuckin' uterus and gush out Moët shit Triple-X movies keep the panties drippin' You pussy-whipped ballers ain't doin' nothin' but slippin' Your bitch got her fingers runnin' up my slick She couldn't handle this, you shoulda seen her rushin' up out the panties Sittin' on top of me, ridin' the Long Ranger Beatin' up the walls is only way I could tame her Slammin' the guts to Doggystyle, you know I want you You was playin' the role of being pretty hard to talk to You're sweating, telling on yourself, you can't stand still Your pussy's wet because my rap is so real And damn, you know how to work a mean dick So I just stay poppin', bitch, I heard you like to trick And if you fit the category, you know what I'm talkin' about You supposed to be the best so try your best not to sell out [Chorus: Rappin' 4-Tay | KRS-One sample] "'Cause you can't trust a big butt and a smile" She's a sell out "'Cause you can't trust a big butt and a smile" "'Cause you can't trust a big butt and a smile" 'Cause she's a sell out "'Cause you can't trust a big butt and a smile" [Verse 2: Rappin' 4-Tay] I guess you probably heard about my setback, less tracks, no contact But since I'm potent and my rap I never lack The G-A-M-E, it's all up in me Don't sell crack, crank, weed, I jook the CDs Hoochies travel many miles to meet the 4, the largest Tried to get my money and have me stuck with criminal charges But I'm not a nitwit you get wit' like a trick-or-treat trick You remind me of a cigarette I need to flick Runnin' off at the mouth, you can't help it, that's how they raised you Drunk broke bums are the only people who praise you But it ain't too late to come clean cut like a whistle Keep your head on a book, you always slobbin' on a pistol It ain't my business how you choose to wine and dine her When you put me in your business, bitch, the business is mine So stay off my jock, I got my future and I'm in Who told you cubs always eat in lions' dens? I'm a vet at the rap, I grab my mic and get wit' it I know your kind, you tend to lie, you lie to kick it Just like you lied and had me fightin' for my life Thought you could fade me with the 25 to life They want her to pay, she gotta pay, they say she oughta Some old funny style lady's little daughter Tore up mud duck stuck with no butt Tried to get me for my grits like your average little slut Follow me to show after show, haha, I'm makin' it I love Black women but ain't no ass worth takin' it Especially not you, you little skeezer tryna mug me Go look in the mirror, you ain't gotta look, you know you're ugly A lot of these fools fell deep into trap That this freak set out but I'm not livin' like that I heard you had VD, so infested I could smell ya I'm cleaner than the Board of Health, ho, so what that tell ya? So get your lies straight, this whole thing's a damn shame I understand you're not known so you choose to my name I'm shakin' these lies and these rumors like Shake 'N Bake I bet all that shit, now if could beat this fuckin' headache So give me a breakdown, Cy, before I bell out Dedicated to that scandalous bitch 'cause she's a sell out [Chorus: Rappin' 4-Tay | KRS-One sample] "'Cause you can't trust a big butt and a smile" She's a sell out "'Cause you can't trust a big butt and a smile" "'Cause you can't trust a big butt and a smile" 'Cause she's a sell out "'Cause you can't trust a big butt and a smile" [Verse 3: Rappin' 4-Tay] I feel the violation but that punk time passed I'll be your worst nightmare, strictly roastin' your funky ass I know what you thought, that you could come up with some money But you're still broke, ho, 4-Tay's far from a dummy So go back to that hut and listen to this new hit You don't live with your mama 'cause she's tired of you stealin' shit She saw you on a pickle but it wasn't a Vlasic You know what you're known for, I ain't the one to gossip An alcohol beverage and maybe one or two doobies With a bitch like that, she got a Triple-X movie But let me change the subject 'cause it's making me sick I never saw a ho get mad because she couldn't suck my dick This world is a trip and it keep changin' by the hour Nowadays you can't deliver candy and some flowers Bring a few 40s and a sack of some of that dank And if the chick is a villain I'll bet she's out to get your bank Slangin' that ass at the hottest club in town Say ho, what you know, it's time to get down She spotted the brother who gave her freaky behavior The feeling's mutual plus this woman's this brother's flavor Slow dancing, lifting and dippin' and concentratin' She's down with a set and fools'll loosen up your Daytons But how could this be? You bought her everything and took her out She's hooked up with a gangster from my hood so don't sell out [Chorus: Rappin' 4-Tay | KRS-One sample] "'Cause you can't trust a big butt and a smile" She's a sell out "'Cause you can't trust a big butt and a smile" "'Cause you can't trust a big butt and a smile" 'Cause she's a sell out "'Cause you can't trust a big butt and a smile" "'Cause you can't trust a big butt and a smile" She's a sell out "'Cause you can't trust a big butt and a smile" "'Cause you can't trust a big butt and a smile" 'Cause she's a sell out "'Cause you can't trust a big butt and a smile" [Bridge: Rappin' 4-Tay | Lil' Fly] I am the rapper that they call 4-Tay Born and raised in the city by the Bay Yeah (She's a sell out) I am the rapper that they call 4-Tay (She's a sell out) Born and raised in the city by the Bay Yeah (She's a sell out, she's a sell out) I am the rapper that they call 4-Tay (She's a sell out) Born and raised in the city by the Bay (She's a sell out, she's a sell out) [Outro: Rappin' 4-Tay] Yeah, y'all, it's Rappin' 4-Tay once again Clockin', poppin' and always rockin' these motherfuckers Yeah, you scandalous ass bitch that tried to play me Uh-huh, they shouldn'ta never let a nigga me out the penitentiary See ya What's up?
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Credits
- Writers
- Rappin’ 4-Tay
- Kevin McCord